Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1074 - 879 August the Poet_2

Chapter 1074: Chapter 879 August the Poet_2

For instance, the simplest treatment of a C-shaped spinal curve involves blocking growth at several points on the convex side and stimulating it on the concave side. With the combination of these two actions, the C-shaped spinal curvature is naturally corrected.

This method must be based on a prerequisite, that is, it must be used in minors, and there should be significant room for growth and development since it relies on natural growth for correction. If it’s an adult, without the potential for growth, this method is ineffective and one must honestly resort to traditional methods.

However, if this technique matures and becomes widespread, spinal curvation could be eradicated in its bud stage; theoretically, there would hardly be any spinal curvature deformities treated in adulthood.

At this moment at the British Royal Orthopaedic Hospital.

Mr. Milton, as August’s most formidable competitor, was completely bamboozled by August’s aggressive tiger manipulation.

Milton knew that August had disappeared for a while, but he hadn’t paid attention to where he had gone or what he had been doing. Now, August’s return and the surgeries he recently led had taken Milton by surprise.

The preview materials of the academic conference clearly listed the topic of each doctor’s speech, and August’s keynote subject had practically blinded Milton.

The technology of external spinal fixation had just been published in a paper, which Milton had also read. He had planned to go to China to learn, but he could never find the time. Moreover, when he looked into the learning requirements of Sanbo Hospital, he found that a certain level of Chinese was needed, which became an insurmountable hurdle for him.

Speaking of contact with Yang Ping, it was actually at the same time for both Milton and August. They were in Malaysia for a consultation with Guo Jingyao, and both had added Yang Ping on WeChat. However, the paths they took afterward diverged sharply.

After returning to the United Kingdom, Milton had been very busy. Combined with the Chinese language barrier, he never contacted Yang Ping again. He had considered learning Chinese several times, but his busy work always overwhelmed the thought.

August, on the other hand, no matter how busy he was or how difficult it was, tackled the challenge of the Chinese language. He then hurriedly came to China to study spinal surgery with Yang Ping. It seems the Germans’ initiative far surpassed that of the British.

Thus, the subsequent development of the two formally widened the gap—they were no longer close competitors as before.

While Milton was marking time, August not only mastered a wealth of new spinal surgery techniques but also participated in the research of the precise epiphyseal blockade technique to treat spinal curvature. Furthermore, he had the opportunity to get involved with Yang Ping’s stem cells project in the future.

The stem cells project was crucial for August’s research on spinal cord injuries, which had always been a key area of research for both August and Milton. Due to their specific competitive relationship and mutual distrust, they had never cooperated, always competing in secret.

At this moment, Milton was very frustrated because his assistant had just told him the unfortunate news that August’s disappearance might have been due to him going to China to study with Professor Yang Ping.

Now, August could speak fluent Chinese, and his team could all speak Chinese; his team and the Sanbo Hospital Surgery Research Institute had already established a close cooperative relationship.

"Damn German! He actually went to China first and learned the new techniques—"

Milton slammed the academic conference’s preview materials harshly onto the ground.

"He even learned Chinese!"

"’The worst part is that he did all of this so quietly."

Milton was extremely annoyed, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Yes, sir, after his disappearance, we have been trying to track his whereabouts, but their hospital announced that August went to Australia for treatments, claiming he developed a form of depression and needed to stay somewhere sunnier for a rest cure. Now it appears that was just a ruse," the assistant was also quite angry.

"The damn German, how did he manage to learn Chinese so quickly? Just looking at Chinese characters gives me a headache," Milton was quite bewildered.

The assistant said, "Yeah, how did that bastard learn Chinese so fast? He recently set up a Chinese Language Learning and Exchange Association in Germany, appointing himself as the chairman to help promote Chinese in Europe. The guy even started a journal for learning Chinese, where he publishes many Chinese poems he writes himself."

"He can write poetry in Chinese?"

Milton felt that he was being left far behind by this man.

"Yes, sir, he didn’t just publish one paper, I had a few translated for you to take a look," the assistant said, flipping through the materials about August that he had brought.

"Let me see!" Milton was very interested.

"Ah! I love you, China! Ah! I love you, Chinese! Ah! Please let me speak Chinese in my dreams! For, it may well be the language of the gods, with which I converse with the divine in my dreams."

Milton read August’s work in English, as it had been translated.

"What on earth is this?"

"This is a poem! And it was published in the journal’s editorial," the assistant explained earnestly.

"And this one—facing the same bent man across the strait, you sigh and say, ’I’m powerless;’ while on this side of the strait, I say, ’Straighten him out!’"

"And what is this supposed to be?"

Milton felt woozy—what kind of nonsense was this anyway?

The assistant immediately explained: "Look at the background of this poem, written after a surgery. It was about a British patient with severe scoliosis who had once consulted you, and you said they would definitely be paralyzed after the surgery, advising them to maintain the status quo. Later, the patient sought out August out of his renown, and August performed surgery on him. Now, the deformity has been fully corrected without any complications. I feel this poem is a direct provocation and mockery at you, so I had it specially translated for you to see."

The damn guy! Milton cursed, realizing that the poem combined with the background was indeed targeting him.

"And look at this poem as well, even more vile—this is a blatant satire, contempt, and attack on you—"

"I stand atop the fortress waving the king’s flag, casting my eyes askance at the charging enemy. A mere bunch of overconfident bugs, how can they shake the flag in my hand!"

The assistant read it out in English. Actually, the original poem by August followed the format of ancient Chinese poetry, and the translation into English had lost its rhyming charm.

"I’ve analyzed it, and the meaning of this poem is quite clear—he’s the king, and we are the bugs. Aren’t we trying to take back the position of Union Chairman? He says we are bugs, not worth mentioning," the assistant patiently explained.

"The German bastard!" Milton pounded his fist on the desk.

But anger was futile. Judging from the previews of the meeting, the surgeries that August was performing had far surpassed Milton, and this time the chance of becoming the Union Chairman was thoroughly hopeless; whereas before they had taken turns at the helm, now it was impossible.

Looking at August’s current level, the open surgery for scoliosis actually used an entirely new osteotomy, which although had been introduced in the journal Science, Milton had also tried, but without having studied directly under the original creator, Professor Yang Ping, he had not mastered its essence, ultimately leading to postoperative paralysis in patients, and hence Milton no longer dared to use the technique.

But for August, this was child’s play. From the day he reappeared in Germany, not only did he perform a large number of severe scoliosis corrections without a single complication, he also treated scoliosis with a minimally invasive external fixation technique. My God, such a technique really existed.

Yet that was nowhere near enough; that guy was actually also one of the main researchers of another groundbreaking spinal surgery technique—the precise epiphyseal arrest technique for treating scoliosis. What a magical technique it was. It had achieved enormous success in animal experiments and was about to enter clinical trials.

Any one of these new techniques would be enough for Milton to chase for many years, and now August had gone all-in with them. Relying on these techniques, he could easily hold the top spot in European spinal surgery until the day he met God.

"Should we respond to his overseas attack?" the assistant asked.

"How can we respond?" Milton retorted.

Indeed, how could they respond?

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